The Cat with the Diamond Eyes

You may be wondering:
What IS this thing??

It is the Achievement of a Childhood Dream.

When I was a kid, my older sister was given a perfume bottle container in the shape of a cat under a plastic dome.
She christened it "The Cat with the Diamond Eyes".
It belonged to her, but oh, how I wanted it, how I admired it,
how I longed for it to be MINE.
She knew this well, and she used the Cat mercilessly as a carrot
to get me to do things for her.
Just to SEE the Cat was a wonderful treat.
"If you let me color in your coloring book, you can hold
the Cat with the Diamond Eyes."
"If you go away while my friends are over,
you can have the Cat with the Diamond Eyes for an hour."
And so on.
For years I was in the Cat's (and my sister's) thrall.
Eventually I inherited the Cat.
And now it's all mine, every dusty speck of tacky fake velvet.
Normally it lives in a box in the back bedroom closet,
but when I was cleaning, I found it again.
I have to admit, I feel a small glow of satisfaction as I look at it.
I mean, when I was a kid,
I wanted to be a princess, a ballerina, to own the Hope Diamond, and the Cat with the Diamond Eyes.
Well, at least one of those dreams has come true!!
How many people can say as much?